Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing Page #4

- As a rule.

I see. Well, would you, as a rule,

be so kind as to look in on my wife first?

Patience is not one of her virtues.

- I'll go in and see her now.

- Thank you.

(sighs)

Good morning, Mrs Palmer-Jones.

Oh! Oh, I certainly am glad

to see you, Dr Han.

The person who brought my breakfast

didn't speak one word of English.

Was it a nice breakfast?

The only thing that was hot

was the orange juice.

I'll have your tray removed.

- Ah, the arm looks better.

- Doesn't feel better.

There's hardly any swelling left.

Imagine being bitten by

a centipede in this day and age.

Imagine being bitten by

a centipede in this day and age.

- It's so undignified.

- And painful.

I can give you one cheerful bit of news.

- Oh?

- You may go home tomorrow.

Oh, no, no, I can't. I can't possibly.

My living room is being painted

and it won't be dry for a week.

- We'll make arrangements.

- Thank you. You're a dear.

I must do something for you.

What would you like?

- A bigger hospital.

- Huh?

You mustn't bite people, Rosie Wu.

I had to give the man an injection.

It was quite painful.

Come on.

Suyin, are you going to town this afternoon?

No, it's my Wednesday off.

I think I'm going to dinner. Why?

I was going to ask you to buy me

some snails for my new goldfish.

(man) Dr Han, telephone.

- Won't the pet shop send them?

- It hardly seems worth it for two snails.

- Dr Han here.

- Suyin, Mark.

I said I'd call about Wednesday.

I hoped we could dine together tonight,

but I have to fly to Singapore

on an assignment.

I'd postpone it, but the airline

schedule doesn't work out.

Oh, yes, I understand.

- If I'm back next week, can we dine then?

- Well, we'll see.

When I called you earlier,

they said you were doing a hysterectomy.

- What's a hysterectomy?

- Nothing that would interest you.

- You don't mind my calling when I'm back?

- No. No, I don't mind at all.

Do call when you get back.

Will two snails be enough, John?

Hmm? Oh, yes, yes, ample.

Suyin.

Suyin! Are you not Suyin?

Oh, I know you.

You're Suzanne.

We went to convent together.

- Yes.

- How nice!

I was sure it was you. Come sit with me.

Another cup, please.

You recognise me after all this time?

Well, you've dyed your hair, but I know you.

That proves you remember me.

Now tell me about yourself.

It's been so long,

yet it all comes swiftly back.

I remember the morning you kicked

the mother superior in the shins.

I did not kick Mother Superior.

It was Sister Angela.

And she limped into chapel

to pray for your soul.

And I'm afraid she did not pray hard enough.

What has happened to you

since convent days?

I went to a Chinese university for a while.

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